I Became The Academy Necromancer

9. Sangun

Sangun.

the owner of the mountain.

Unlike, it is safe to say that this word, which is also used to refer to a tiger, has completely disappeared in the 21st century society, which has become hardened by the development of technology and industry.

In fact, mountains do exist.

Even in the case of my grandmother, who was a shaman, she said that she had once held a ancestral rite for Mt. Baekdu.

Of course, they are not real animals.

They were spirits that borrowed the form of tigers and were a guardian deity.

And my grandmother, who was hostile at the time and talked to her grandson, told me the food the mountain army liked and how to hold a ancestral rite.

[Did you come to me again, boy.]

Deus is 28 years old, so it’s too late to call him a boy.

If Sangun, who has lived for thousands of years, calls him a boy, he has nothing to say.

“This is Deius Verdi. After three months of living away from home, I visited to say hello.”

Sangun’s favorite hot drink and rice cake.

The liquor warmed by the maid had already cooled down in the cold of the North Whedon Mountains, but the yellow mana gently wrapped around the bottle and warmed it up again.

The first time I climbed the mountain range and met Sangun was about a month after I became Deus Verdi.

At the time, I was trying to run away.

It was difficult to learn magic, it was difficult to study etiquette, and there was too much karma from Deius, the trash.

However, it was the demons in the mansion that suffered the most.

For some reason, the number of evil spirits living in Verdi’s mansion was considerable.

At the time, since he had not learned necromancy, he had no choice but to pretend he didn’t see the demons, but the stress was so extreme that he ran away.

Then I met Sangun.

Sangun, who bit the demons chasing after me, and took pity on me.

“It’s alcohol and rice cake that Sangun would like. Please, I hope it fits in your mouth.”

[…] … .]

A blue-colored spiritual body came out of Sangun’s mouth and wrapped itself around the wine and rice cake.

Then, the sacrifices naturally disappear as if they were absorbed into the spiritual body.

It didn’t show on his face, but he seemed to like it because the feeling of intimidation that had pushed him down had disappeared.

[This is the first time.]

“… … .”

You shouldn’t stop talking recklessly.

I lowered my head and listened to his leisurely conversation.

[For thousands of years, there was only fear. This is the first time any human has ever approached me like this.]

“Because Sangun saved me.”

[…] … .]

An awkward silence hangs between Sangun and me.

Five months ago, he actually didn’t intend to protect me?

Of course I know.

Only one human being is being chased by an evil spirit, but why does Sangun save it?

He only tore them apart because he didn’t like the evil spirits that had entered his mountain, but he had no intention of saving me.

‘What does that matter?’

Does not matter.

I will use this relationship.

Even if you didn’t have that thought, I made it that way and forcibly filled the connection with me.

‘It becomes a leash.’

[I know you didn’t find me just to say hello.]

A voice that sounds heavy. Now let’s get to the main point.

“Actually, I thought that Sangun would be uncomfortable, so I visited in advance.”

[…] … Ignorant strangers are rampaging on my mountain.]

“However, we do not have the strength to defend this mountain.”

Sangun’s blue eyes sparkled. As if hit by a waterfall in the middle of winter, your body stiffens and the pressure presses down on your entire body.

[So, have you come to ask me for help? How dare you?]

“Sangun.”

I slowly got up from my seat and took a deep breath and looked into his eyes.

He knelt down and made offerings to the negotiating table.

I sat down in a chair over there, convinced that I had what I wanted.

Because I had no intention of giving the initiative in negotiations to a tiger sleeping alone in the mountains.

Raise your hand and point out over there to the east.

“The desert with the name Sahar in the east has now become a human outpost.”

the opposite this time. points west

“I heard that underwater tunnels and subsea fish farms were built in the Faruyère Sea area to the west.”

Finally, I stretch out my hand and point to the sky.

“Beyond the mountains, the Clark Republic has recently developed a flying tool called the Glider.”

[What does it mean?]

He carefully places his hand on his chest and apologizes.

“A thousand years ago. The Sahar Desert has been a cursed land for humans. It is said that one day takes away flesh, two days blood, and three days life.”

[…] … .]

“Now. Humans are planting potatoes there. Potatoes that have adapted to the climate there do not rot easily and are hard, so they are easy to store and the number of recipes has increased.”

Sangun’s eyes widened as if he understood what I was saying now. I touch the ground with my cane because I’m afraid to tear myself to pieces at any moment.

Without it, I would have been on my knees.

You shouldn’t show it though.

Continue speaking with the same tone and unwavering pronunciation.

“The notorious Leviathan and Kraken in Faruyère. However, humans drive them out and covet their coveted aquatic resources. They say that a handful of salt there can be traded for one gold.”

[…] … .]

“Sangun. just a thousand years ago. Did you think humans could fly? An uncivilized human being who has to diligently walk for a month a distance that Sangun could reach in one month.”

His vision is obscured by his white breath. Thanks to this, Sangun’s appearance is blurry, which helps him endure.

“Sangun, isn’t it really fun? Uncivilized humans are taking away the nests of spiritual creatures one by one.”

[Are you threatening me?]

thud.

Sangun takes a step.

The white tiger, which was standing on the mountain ridge, pierced through the snow and approached me right in front of me, growling and showing its teeth.

It was a fleeting moment that I couldn’t even blink.

[I can tear you apart with just the sound of your breath. Bring a hundred people to come, if you wag your tail, they won’t be living anymore.]

[Come with a thousand men, and my claws will tear them apart one by one.]

[Bring 10,000 people, my teeth are forever. It will not rust, and it will not break.]

A courageous declaration.

In fact, it would be possible enough if it was in the mountains.

“I will bring 10,000 people on the first day.”

I don’t back down.

“Another 10,000 will come the next day.”

[…] … .]

“Three days and four days. This time, 20,000 people will come. And everyone will die under the mountain army. Carcasses piled up piled upon piles, the mountain will become a forest of bones and flesh, not trees.”

The reason why the mountains are strong is because they are in the mountains. Does such a mountain get dirty?

“Five days.”

Pretending, I spread my fingers and declared.

“In just five days, the mountain army will collapse.”

[…] … .]

“Sangun.”

The outstretched hand goes down naturally. As if asking for a handshake, he reached out to Sangun.

“Deus Verdi, the second son of the Verdi family, swears here. I will protect your nest.”

[…] … you.]

“There will be no human footsteps. If anyone dares to plant a human flag here, I will kill them first.”

[…] … .]

“So, mountain army.”

A blunt but extremely cold voice flowed out. The temperature in Northwedon seemed to have an effect on me too.

“Please help me.”

* * *

“Hmm?”

Findenai, who was resting at the Northweden mountaintop outpost, felt a strange sensation while lighting a cigarette.

What wasn’t mana, was the feeling of stroking the nape of one’s neck.

An ordinary person would have simply passed it off as feeling wrong, but Finden Eye was different.

With a sense comparable to that of a beast, she jumped up, snatching the ax that was beside her.

Her comrades, who were exhausted from the battle and planning a plan to plunder Northweden, asked puzzledly.

“What’s going on?”

“Why is that?”

Even though Finden Ai was the leader of the resistance scrap metal dealer, they were all like one family, so there was no formality.

In the first place, if you look at formality among former slaves, wouldn’t it look like a back alley captain’s game imitating adults?

“Something is coming.”

Blowing out a deep breath of smoke from the beginning of the year, Finden-I immediately went outside. Her comrades at the post follow with their weapons in hand.

It was simply a feeling, but they absolutely believed in and followed Finden Eye’s ‘feeling’.

“Ha, the follow-up team should be here soon.”

“I’m just wasting my time. Did the stupid Countess ask for support after all?”

The members of the scrap dealer were surprised that Darius Verdi had chosen the citizens of Northweden over the family, but Findeneye ignored them and kept his eyes away.

“Whoa.”

He extinguished the cigarette he was holding in his mouth. He hadn’t even taken a few sips yet, but he noticed that it wasn’t time to take a bite.

“It’s not like that.”

Turning her wrist, Finden Eye caught a man walking through the pouring snow.

“The enemy is one.”

“one?”

“Yes?”

One of the members, the only one holding a sniper rifle, puts his eyes on the scope and shouts.

“I really am! A man in a coat and holding a cane is coming this way alone!”

“Is it surrender?”

“Or are you thinking of negotiating?”

They were the members of the scrap shop who were released at the word that there was only one, but rather, Finden Ai held the ax tightly as if he was more nervous than ever.

And reports from the sniper on and on.

“Oh, it looks like a wizard! Every time we move forward, the accumulated snow melts on its own!”

“You’re a noble wizard.”

“If you look at it, all the griffin aristocrats are young people who only know how to be cool, right?”

“The guy who came to surrender or negotiate is already making a bad first impression.”

To the comrades who still do not understand the situation, Finden-I showed a sharp reaction.

“You brainless people, get your mind right. You said ‘enemy’.”

“Yes?”

“… … ?”

At that time, a ball of burning flame flew in. Magic that is neither huge nor threatening.

Findenai didn’t care at all and swung the ax to accurately split the fire pit in half.

“… … !”

His gaze turns to the fire pit he split in half.

It splits in half, and the excessive fireballs merge into one again.

Then, it twisted its trajectory as if it were bent in mid-air and rushed towards Finden Eye once more.

[Kyahahahaha!]

with a terrifying scream.

Whoo!

The fiery pit once again cracked. However, as if there was no damage, they came together again.

From that point, large and small balls of fire poured from the wizard.

[Kill! Let’s kill it!]

[It’s free! Fuck freedom!]

[Let’s quench our thirst with blood and fill our belly with flesh!]

[Immigrants! Get the mace!]

“What, what!”

“Magic speaks! Gee, get the formation!”

“Even if you cut it off, it comes back! Back to back and dustproof!”

The fireballs filled with various voices were randomly circling the sky as if they had a will, swallowing the pouring snow.

In the meantime, Finden-Eye’s bloody eyes glared at the wizard wearing a coat who was approaching this direction without a pause.

“Necromancer… … !”

The true identity of the guy who calls out like chewing. Finden-Ey growled as if he was going to bite him at any moment.

Deius Verdi didn’t even look at him and clicked his tongue in a low voice comparable to the cold of the mountains.

“Go and eat it, damn demons.”